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The Parakeet

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A hole was dug, Kenny was placed in a small box

Tears trickled down, 
                             down,
                                      down
Only six months of life

He would stand on our shoulder, preen our hair, 

                                                             fly around the room
                                                         
Then at night he would go into his cage, locked away, covered
                                                         
One morning there he lay upon the floor of the cage
                                                      
                                                           gone forever from our presence

 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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